mtl008 Chapter 791: 9th floor foundation building!
Chapter 791: 9th floor foundation building!
Chapter 791 Ninth level of foundation building!
Crunch!
The sound of the recliner rocking gently continued to be heard, accompanied by the crisp sound of pages of books being turned.
Wei Hong was enjoying his current comfortable life very much. If it weren't for the panic caused by the Blood Spirit Sect, he might have actually planned to open another shop to sell the various talismans and pills he made.
Unfortunately, this kind of life can't be sustained for much longer.
"Haha, Fellow Daoist Qi is really relaxed and at ease. I admire you!"
At this moment, a slightly cheerful voice suddenly sounded beside Wei Hong.
Upon hearing this, Wei Hong immediately moved away the ancient book that was blocking his sight, and then he saw a man with a strong build, a square face, and a very generous look.
"Haha, Fellow Daoist Zhang, please don't make fun of me!" Wei Hong responded with a chuckle, and stood up from the recliner, then said with a wry smile: "I can't make a single deal all day. This is not a leisurely life for Wei. This is clearly a life of hardship and I have no choice!"
The man in front of him was named Zhang Han, and he was the owner of the Wanqixuan next door.
The name of the shop next door sounds very high-profile, but it actually sells all kinds of sundries, including spiritual tools, talismans, materials, books, etc. The variety is quite diverse.
Wei Hong has opened a shop here for more than a year, so he is familiar with the owners of several nearby shops. In addition, the current situation is turbulent and the number of customers has decreased a lot, so these nearby shop owners often visit each other and chat.
Zhang Han didn't believe Wei Hong's words. He laughed and said, "Haha, Brother Qi, don't think that I don't know. You have been like this since the first day you opened the store. This has nothing to do with business."
While chatting and laughing, the two of them had already stepped into the store together.
Wei Hong led Zhang Han directly to the back hall and sat down at a round table.
He made a new pot of hot tea, poured a cup for Zhang Han, and then slowly sat down.
"Friend Zhang, how is business today?"
After Wei Hong took a sip of tea, he looked at Zhang Han with a smile.
Zhang Han replied unhappily, "It's so boring for Daoist Qi to ask this. Our two families are connected. How could Daoist Qi not know whether there is business or not?"
"Haha!" Wei Hong couldn't help laughing, but he didn't feel embarrassed. Instead, he said with a smile: "If I had known this, Qi would not have opened this shop. It would be better for me to practice hard."
Speaking of this, Zhang Han sighed helplessly and said, "Who says it's not true? Now the entire Cangshan Immortal City is in a panic because of the Blood Spirit Sect. Cangshan Immortal has not appeared yet, and the City Lord has not made any statement. We don't know whether a war will break out between Cangshan Immortal City and the Blood Spirit Sect. Now many people dare not go out, and our business has plummeted."
After more than ten years, in the Cangshan Immortal City, even ignorant children have known about the influence of the Blood Spirit Sect on the Immortal City. Moreover, over the past ten years, the situation inside and outside the city has become more and more tense day by day. No one knows when the war between the Cangshan Immortal City and the Blood Spirit Sect will break out.
The most important thing is that over the past ten or twenty years, as the pillar of this fairy city, Cangshan Zhenren has never shown his face even once, allowing the evil practitioners of the Blood Spirit Sect to continue to infiltrate, and even the city lord of Cangshan Fairy City ignored it, leaving countless people unable to understand the reason.
Of course, this is not a problem that Zhang Han and the others can care about.
It's just that because the situation is becoming more and more tense, the business of their small shops has also been greatly affected. This is the real reason why Zhang Han sighed helplessly. He came here this time just to complain to Wei Hong.
Wei Hong also had an expression of deep agreement at this time. He said with a wry smile: "There is nothing we can do about this, Fellow Daoist Zhang. The entire Immortal City is like this now. We just hope that a war doesn't break out!"
"That's right, that's right. If a war really breaks out, we don't know how many of us will be killed or injured!" Zhang Han nodded in agreement.
Wei Hong then said, "Now that things have come to this, since we dare not leave the city, we can only take it one step at a time. Maybe Master Cangshan has already made a plan, right?"
Zhang Han could only lower his head and sigh upon hearing this: "Oh, I hope so!"
So the two of them drank tea slowly and chatted with each other.
Half an hour later, Zhang Han said goodbye and left.
Looking at Zhang Han's departing back, Wei Hong sighed silently.
This is the way the world is, they are just ants in the rolling trend!
night!
Wei Hong restored his original appearance and returned to his residence in Danwang Pavilion.
He went straight to the practice room and sat cross-legged on the golden cushion.
The next moment, he took out a white jade bottle from his storage bag.
He gently opened the stopper of the jade bottle and tilted the mouth of the bottle slightly. A light golden pill the size of a longan poured out. Wei Hong swallowed the pill without any hesitation as he raised his head.
As the pill entered his throat, it immediately turned into a warm current that penetrated into his dantian.
Wei Hong gently closed his eyes and began to practice the Green Light Sword Technique with all his strength.
The spiritual power in the body quickly rushed out from the dantian, carrying with it the medicinal power transformed from the pill, and began to circulate rapidly in the meridians. At the same time, the surrounding spiritual energy of heaven and earth was also attracted and continuously absorbed into Wei Hong's body.
With each circulation of the Qi in his body, a portion of the spiritual energy of heaven and earth absorbed into his body would be integrated into his spiritual power, and a portion of the medicinal power from the elixir would also be refined, allowing his spiritual power to grow a little bit.
After reaching the ninth level of foundation building, Wei Hong's cultivation speed had already slowed down a lot. Even with the help of elixirs, it was still not comparable to the cultivation speed in the middle stage of foundation building. This made him feel more and more urgent.
As he circulated the Qi over and over again, the green light on Wei Hong's body became stronger and stronger, and at the same time, the aura he exuded became more and more fierce, like a sharp flying sword, which was chilling.
His Green Light Sword Technique had already been cultivated to the peak of the third level, and his sword intent had become more and more terrifying. Breaking through to the fourth level meant that he had reached the peak of the foundation building stage and had the foundation for forming a pill.
After reaching the late stage of foundation building, the pills Wei Hong swallowed had long been replaced with second-grade top-grade golden marrow pills. Each of these golden marrow pills was worth twenty to thirty medium-grade spirit stones, which would be two to three thousand when converted into low-grade spirit stones. However, he swallowed them in large quantities as if he was eating.
If it weren't for the spoils he had obtained from Cao Ming and others, he might not have been able to afford the elixirs he needed for his cultivation over the past decade.
The spiritual power was constantly circulating in the body, and with each cycle, Wei Hong's spiritual power grew slightly stronger. Although the effect did not seem obvious, as long as he persisted in practicing every day, he would one day reach the peak of the foundation building stage.
In this way, Wei Hong did not open his eyes for a long time after entering the state of cultivation.